We got a delivery of cookie dough from a fundraiser the kids did. And you know I bought some, and it wound up in my mailbox today. More on that later though.

Breakfast was great! Pear with cinnamon, sandwich thin with almond butter and strawberries — still the greatest combination of toast and fruit on the planet!

I also had fancy, EYEtalian coffee with Almond Breeze.

Really, I got the almond milk to make green monsters with, but it works just super-ly in my coffee too!

First snack was delish fruit. Kiwi and melon.

Lunch was leftover pineapple quinoa stir-fry over wilted spinach. It started like this:

And ended like this. ATE!

Quinoa, I totally owned you.

Here comes the fun part. I brought pears for second snack. But instead I ate this:

Hello M&M cookie dough.

What started out looking like this (note, only one bite taken out of it):

Changed to this (over the span of a couple of hours):

Yes, I ate the top of Cookie Dough Mountain. And not even with a spoon. I dug in with my grubby, kindergarten-covered fingers. Without a doubt, this cookie dough is MINE. All the germs will cook out once it’s cooked, right? That’s IF it makes it all the way to the oven, that is.